Arguing with an old man

Across the ocean from Imperial, Lu Tian's private jet lands on another charter, only smaller than the one they took off from. The door opens, allowing the airstairs to descend before Lu Tian's tall figure emerges from inside.

"Achoo."

He had only taken a foot forward when he suddenly sneeze. His eyebrows wrinkle, and he frowns with perplex as the passing wind picks up.

Why did he sneeze? Could it be that someone is talking about him behind his back?

Yue Ling was only one step behind him when she heard him sneeze. She stares at the back of his head and found it a little strange. She thought he was okay throughout the plane ride since he didn't say anything but look over some documents for work.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

She asked with worry as the season was still cold and enough to make one catch a cold.

Lu Tian shook his head and discarded the frown on his face. He takes hold of her and walks down the airstairs.